Huang Maoer said: "Old Ma, even Bai Yun Zhenren asked our leader to slash with one sword. What are you?"

Your leader?

Slashed Baiyun Zhenren with one sword?

Baiyun real person from the Emei Sect?

Yang Zhiyun widened his eyes in disbelief. Although he was out of touch with the world and did not dare to contact the people in the world, he still heard of such great things as killing Bai Yun, the head of the Emei Sect with one sword at the ceremony of the succession of the Ming Cult, and he just didn't know who the new leader of the Ming Cult was.

Now he knew, it turned out that the leader of the Ming Cult who killed Baiyun Zhenren of Emei Sect with one sword... was Bei Long!

This is unscientific!

Baiyun Zhenren is one of the top ten masters in China, Beilong... How could he kill Baiyun Zhenren?

Or kill with one sword?

He didn't want to believe Huang Maoer's words, but he had to believe it because he was killed by a sword...

He remembered again that Yang Donghai, the Golden Dragon Heavenly Venerable among the four great heavenly masters of the Ming Cult, was born with a yellow hair!

No wonder this unknown Huangmaoer is even more powerful than him. It turns out that it is Yang Donghai, the Golden Dragon Heavenly Venerable of the Ming Cult...

The reality is too cruel, why don’t you tell me! Yang Zhiyun swallowed his last breath without hesitation...

Everyone was shocked. Yang Zhiyunlu's move "Yunhe Jiuxiao" had already shocked most of them.

The leader of the Eight Horses in Qingcheng is not a false reputation. You should know that the Qingcheng Sect is also a first-class sect. The eight horses in Qingcheng Sect's status is only below the head of the sect's real person, and they are definitely not comparable to ordinary martial arts people!

If Bei Long and Yang Zhiyun fight in one battle, it would not be surprising.

But Bei Long killed it too lightly. With a light stroke of his fingertip, he cut Yang Zhiyun twice!

The clouds are calm and the wind is light, without a trace of fireworks, it is like a god, and a slight finger is wiped out the lives of mortals!

How can this not be shocking?

Just when everyone was in a state of brain crash, Huang Maoer was the first to raise her arms and shout: "Long live Commander Bei!"

After his shout, hundreds of people raised their arms and shouted "Long live Commander Bei" at the same time, followed by thousands of people "Long live Commander Bei", which soon turned into everyone shouting.

If someone remembers it, they will find that they first followed Huangmaoer and shouted at these hundreds of people, and they were the first to echo...

Yang Zhiyun was right, and thousands of people shouted "Long live Commander Bei". It turned out that they were really rehearsed...

Of course, not every Dragon Scale Warrior comes from the Ming Cult, but in fact only the hundreds of people who cheer up first are.

They are the dark sons set up by Beilong in advance to assist Beilong in controlling the dark sons of the Dragon Scale Master as soon as possible.

Hundreds of Ming Cultivators, including the Golden Dragon Heavenly Venerable Yang Donghai, will promote them to key positions.

With them helping Beilong control the Dragon Scale Master, Beilong can do what he wants to do with confidence.

As for the others, in addition to herd mentality, they were more shocked by the magical methods displayed by Beilong!

"Did you see Fat Tiger?" The tall, big, black and fat man, who was like Lu Zhishen's rebirth, waved his big thick arms while saying to the bald strong man wearing a big gold chain: "With him here, no one can do it!"

"That's necessary!" Fat Tiger's face turned red with excitement: "He is our Benefa! Benefa!"

"Sister Hongshao," the girl with a big eyes asked the long-haired woman with a smile: "Don't you want to be a teacher?"

As a hammer! The long-haired woman pulled down her long hair on her forehead to cover her face and looked like Sadako, raising her arms and shouting:

"Long live Commander Bei! Long live Commander Bei!"

...

On a small hill near the Dragon Scale Army Camp, a protective hexagonal flying saucer is hidden among the rocks.

In the control room of the hexagonal UFO, Norman, a handsome black man with a small dreadlock, was having a meeting with his men.

"Everyone completed the previous mission well," Norman grinned and showed his white teeth, pointing to the photo of Beilong on the virtual screen: "This is the No. 5 target we are going to capture!

"He is also our last target. After the capture is successful, we can return to the flight with victory!"

"Oh yeah!" The handsome men and beautiful women in all kinds of skin were applauding, but Patrick was a little perfunctory.

"Target No. 5, Beilong, male, Chinese, nineteen years old, commander of the Dragon Scale Division of the Southwest Military Region of China, Lieutenant General." Norman switched Beilong's information to the virtual screen. He tried to make himself perform very ordinary, as if he was no different from the first four goals, but he still couldn't help but take it seriously:

“His rapid rise began with the arrival of [Light of Destruction], and before that he was just a student.

"So the Light of Destruction is really a double-edged sword. It may destroy a world or create a world!"

Speaking of this, Norman felt that he had said a little too much, so he pulled the topic back: "Target No. 5 is now protected by thousands of soldiers in the military camp of the Dragon Scale Division, and it doesn't seem suitable for us to carry out our mission.

“But I think it’s because he is protected by thousands of soldiers in the barracks that he will relax his vigilance.

“All we need to do is to get into the military camp, and then the No. 5 goal becomes the can with the lid opened…

"Okay, who has any questions?"

"Norman, we all listen to you!" a white beauty said as she threw a charming look at him.

Others also agreed, Norman smiled with satisfaction. Patrick, who had been out of shape at this time, suddenly raised his hand: "Norman, I think we should be more cautious..."

Norman frowned slightly: "What do you say?"

Patrick hesitated: "He has risen too fast, if he is no longer a third-level life..."

"Patrick, this is unscientific!" The white beauty curled her lips. She looked down on a young man like Patrick, the most: "How can a level 4 life appear on a planet of civilization level? Even if the light of destruction promotes the evolution of life, it is impossible to evolve so powerfully!"

"If you are not afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of one," Patrick could only defend himself: "If he is a fourth-level life..."

"Patrick," the white beauty shook her head contemptuously: "I really didn't expect you to be such a timid person!"

Patrick: "…"

"Where the light of destruction passes, everything is possible." Norman pondered for two seconds and chose to support Patrick: "Then increase the combat readiness level of the mission target and follow the standards for safely capturing level 4 lives!"

"I am worthy of being the captain, with a long-term plan!" The white beauty clapped her little hands: "We all listen to you!"
Chapter completed!